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 The gaudy mantles some, and scarfs prepare, Where various lightsome colours gaily flare; And golden tissue, with the warp enwove, Displays the emblems of their youthful love.


 * The valiant John, begirt with warlike state,

Now leads his bands from fair Abrantes' gate; Whose lawns of green the infant Tagus laves, As from his spring he rolls his cooly waves. The daring van in Nunio's care could boast A general worthy of the unnumber'd host, Whose gaudy banners trembling Greece defy'd, When boastful Xerxes lash'd the Sestian tide: Nunio, to proud Castile as dread a name, As erst to Gaul and Italy the fame Of Attila's impending rage. The right Brave Roderic led, a chieftain train'd in fight; Before the left the bold Almada rode, And proudly waving o'er the centre nod The royal ensigns, glittering from afar, Where godlike John inspires and leads the war.


 * 'Twas now the time, when from the stubbly plain

The labouring hinds had borne the yellow grain; The purple vintage heapt the foamy tun, And fierce and red the sun of August shone; When from the gate the squadrons march along: Crowds prest on crowds, the walls and ramparts throng: Here